#❛ 🍃 ┊ ⊰ interactions ⊱

[eunciia]

birthday starter┊@aeipathcy

Maudie had thought long and hard about what to give Niko for his birthday. Through a period of time she even debated on not giving him anything, maybe even just offering to hang out with him for the day if he was free. She could plan the day. She vetoed the idea though, not willing to over step and assume he didn't have other plans. The raven thought long and hard for weeks, stumped on finding something that would be heartfelt, but not too much.

She'd text him the morning of to wish him Happy Birthday and see if he would be able to meet up with her at some point in the day. A smile not leaving her face when he agreed, but still trying not to let herself get too excited about it. As she waited for him at their meeting spot, she scrunched his present around in her hands. Maudie had decided not to wrap it, it being something useful that he could use right away if he actually liked it; not that she'd be offended if he didn't.

The soft fabric felt warm in her hands. The fall weather was getting cold as they got closer to the winter months. She was proud of the black winter hat she'd knitted for him, hoping that it wasn't too much. She'd done a lot of knitting on a loom when the twins first were kicked out of the coven. The small girl really hadn't picked a loom up in quite some time, but for some reason she thought something small and homemade would be the perfect thing to give her undead friend. She wasn't even sure if it made sense to give him a winter hat, or if he needed one, but she hoped that he appreciated the gift either way.

[waldau]

flustered — jeon wonwoo | 1.7k | fluff

first ever work on tumblr for any fandom! yikes. gender neutral reader. no warnings.

people often think wonwoo isn't the kind of person to express himself freely. you know how untrue that accusation is. wonwoo is far from emotionless. only his close friends know what actually makes him crack up, and you're one of the very few who knows what makes him cry.

but you have no idea what makes him blush.

ever since you've been in a relationship, you've never once seen him blush at anything you've said. compliments don't work, not when he accepts them gracefully and carries on like nothing's happened. he doesn't shy away when the band makes him perform silly antics for the fans, opting to do them with the small, ever-present smile on his face.

even mingyu is clueless when you ask him what it is that could possibly make wonwoo blush. teasing him about you never works because it just makes him smile even more.

so you decide to give it a go and try everything you can to make his cheeks turn red. it's silly, but it should be worth the efforts.

wonwoo doesn't like waking up early when he doesn't have to, but when you wake up today morning, his side of the bed is empty. you get up and walk to the living room, careful not to make any noise.

sure enough, wonwoo's sitting on the sofa with his laptop on the coffee table and a notepad and a pen on his lap, occasionally jotting down something here and there. you watch him for a minute or two before you walk up to him and put your arms around his neck, bending down so your lips are right next to his ear. "good morning," you whisper in the most morning-y voice you can muster. you don't think your voice has ever been this low before.

wonwoo doesn't even flinch. he grips your hands with one of his and turns around to press a kiss to your cheek. "good morning, darling," he says, turning to the laptop to pause the video on his screen before he looks at you again. "did you sleep well?"

"till i realized you weren't sleeping beside me, yes."

he chuckles and takes his hand off yours, laying down before raising his arms to you. you've done this a hundred times before — tumbling over the sofa and onto his chest and into his arms, secure.

he presses a kiss to your head. "do you have any plans for today?"

"none, unless you count me wanting to spend the rest of the day with you." you can't see his reaction, but his heartbeat is steady as it always is. you can feel his smile against your head.

"that's what i wanted to do, too, but do you want to go to the museum today? i know you've been wanting to for a while. maybe we could catch a movie after that."

you don't have the heart to say anything but yes. it sounds like the perfect day, even if you didn't achieve your goal.

the next time you try is when you get into an argument.

it's not an argument, not really. just a minor disagreement.

about a certain cat you want as a pet, and it reaches its final stage with wonwoo on his gaming chair and you standing in front of him, hands on your hips. "are you saying you're so heartless that you can't adopt the poor cat?"

"don't twist my words! it's not like i don't want to adopt it."

"that's the impression you're giving right now."

wonwoo sighs, running a hand through his hair. "i want a cat. and i want it with you. but don't you think it's not fair when i'm not home for a lot of time? i don't want you to raise it all by yourself. what if it doesn't know who i am?"

you stifle a snort. "that's your main concern?"

wonwoo tilts his head. "what else would it be?"

"you're afraid you're going to be an absent dad?"

"is that so bad?"

you let out a laugh. "no. not at all. but does that mean we can get a cat when we move in together?"

wonwoo hesitates. "yes, but i'd rather get it when i don't tour as much, you know?"

you sigh. "you just don't think it's cute enough, do you?"

"what? no! of course not! i was the one who showed it to you, not the other way round."

wonwoo looks cute like this, you think, arguing with you about the tiniest things ever. you hope you'll always argue about stuff like this. without a second thought, you move into his lap and hold his face in your hands, pressing kisses all over it. he lets out a confused noise before holding your waist and letting you do what you want.

"i love you, you know that?" you say earnestly, looking into his eyes.

"i love you too?" he says, frowning slightly.

"you look cute when you're serious. like you're trying to be angry with me, but you're not actually angry. and you also look a bit hot."

he blinks. "are you trying to seduce me into getting you a cat?"

you gasp dramatically. "why would you think that? i mean, what if i was?"

he looks at you for a moment before he chuckles and presses a kiss to your neck. "do you really want it that bad? i'll look into it, i promise."

the third time you try is when you're at the supermarket a few weeks later. wonwoo prefers shopping late at night, especially on friday nights, because there's not many people around.

you don't mind. you like spending late nights out with wonwoo, letting time pass while the night bleeds into day. especially because the day in question is saturday.

you're currently in the dairy products aisle, wonwoo looking at two different brands of tofu and comparing their expiration dates when you suddenly wrap your hands around his waist, pressing yourself to his back. there's no one else around you, and you really hope there's no camera capturing your antics.

wonwoo doesn't budge, simply putting one of the packets back. "i think we'll take this," he says, dropping the remaining one into your basket. "you're going to have to teach me how to make that soup."

you don't respond, still pressed to his back.

wonwoo sets down the basket and tugs you off him, pulling you around so you're facing him.

then he tips your chin up, leans down, and places a gentle kiss on your lips.

you don't know what to say when he pulls away. you can't even tell if it lasted for a few seconds or some minutes. he's worn his nighttime pajamas to the supermarket and he still looks amazing. you know you look like an idiot when he smiles at you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"you could have just asked for a kiss, you know." then he turns back to look at the other products like he didn't just steal your breath away in the middle of a supermarket close to midnight.

you were trying to get him flustered, but it's not like you're complaining.

it finally happens, but when you're expecting it the least. you and wonwoo have just gotten back from the fair that's been open near your place for the past week, somehow having time off from work on the same day.

you've enjoyed yourself for the first time in weeks, strolling through the place with your hand in wonwoo's, sipping on hot chocolate, letting him win you a mario figurine (he'd wanted to try again to get you a plushie, but you found the figurine infinitely funnier), and just taking a ton of pictures with and of him.

you've also bought a lot of little stuff which has amounted to the two bags currently occupying your hands, which is why you sheepishly ask wonwoo if he can unlock the door.

he takes your keys from your jacket without question and opens the door, letting you in first. you're thinking about whether you should set the bags aside and untie your shoes or risk a little damage by just kicking them off, when wonwoo slides past you in your stupidly little hallway and switches on the lights.

his foot catches with yours and he ends up with his back to the wall, while you trip and turn in a desperate attempt not to fall on your face and break the little jars of various jams you've bought.

you get a little more than what you've bargained for when you stumble forward and land your hands on the wall, one on either side of his chest. you're just thankful neither of you is hurt, but when you look up, wonwoo's face is slowly turning red.

for the first time in the two years you've been together, wonwoo's flustered. you're glad he flipped the lights on, because seeing him with a blush on his face seems almost alien. his vision constantly flits between your face and the spot over your shoulder, unwilling to meet your eyes.

you don't know what to say. "wonwoo. i'll fall if i keep holding on any longer."

"oh," he breathes, "yes. right." he looks at you for a moment, unsure how to maneuver you to stand without making you lose your balance, and settles for his hands around your waist. you manage to stand with his help, putting the bags on the floor carefully before a grin makes its way across your face.

"of all the things i've been trying to do to get you to blush, that's what did it?"

he looks at your eyes and then at the floor. "why would you even try to do that?"

"i've never seen you blush! i had to."

"did you get what you wanted?"

he still isn't meeting your eyes. his glasses are halfway across his nose because of the angle you're at, so you push them up for him. "i didn't even plan for this to happen, you know. but it's definitely what i wanted. and you're pretty," you add, revelling in the redness of his ears.

he shakes his head and lets out a small chuckle. "is there any chance you'll let me off the hook anytime soon?"

"as if."

[vigilant-yaksha-asks]

Open starter: Nightmares

oh, mod here, trigger warning for self harm and nightmares/panic attack/general anxiety!! the starter will be below the cut

Xiao jolted awake, eyes darting around from where he lay in the branches of the tree that grew around Wangshu Inn.

"You're safe...you're fine..." Xiao ran a hand through his hair, trying to calm down.

He stood at the top level of the Inn, folding his arms on top of the railing and resting his head on them. Xiao bit them into his forearms. His sharp teeth dug into his arms. He tried and failed to breathe deeply.

"...why did I have to be the one to survive?"

Tears sprung at the corners of his eyes despite his protests.

"Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry..."

[pensarecool2]

I looked up the meaning of the word “endogenic” because I was kind of wondering where the word came from and its original meaning. I know that words can have multiple definitions, but the one in the screenshot below, is the only one I found for the word “endogenic.” I checked other dictionaries and sites, but this is the only one that showed up. Is it because “endo” mean’s roughly “from within”?

Idk its a dumb name for a dumb idea.

[squidcourse]

Generally speaking, I find it a lot more offensive when like TV shows and movies have a shitty representation of dissociative disorders, but there's like two versions of that. There's stuff where a character has like ""alters"" or something that could in theory be comparable to an actual disorder, but in the story is explained as some fantasy concept. There's also when there is a really shitty depiction of DID and they mix the poor depiction with fantasy (sometimes) AND they fucking call it DID or an outdated term like MPD.

reblog for more sample size :3

[cringefaecompilation]

i could probably get mooooore behind dorym if it was explored in the same way i ship imogearne, that is where orym sees dorian as safety, as hope, as the only thing keeping him from losing everything solely by being there, by being himself. and dorian cares for and trusts him but not quite enough to feel the same but there is still love and respect there rather than "aww the cute lil guy is sad and shy! he needs dorian to insta-fix him!" vibes that everyone else is pushing. like sure its cute but i've made my opinions on "they can fix them/each other" ships very clear lmaooooo

[lcafman]

@monotonousevo asked : ' i told you to leave me out of this . '

" uh huh - here , hold this , " it was obvious that nod wasn't paying an iota of attention to the woman - instead thrusting a bag into her hands before he returned to rummaging around in the aisle they were perched in - of a lonely a 24/7 seven eleven , to be exact ( not sponsored ) .

" bats like sunflower seeds , right ? what do you think - salted or unsalted ? "

[monsieur-neuvillette]

Hate to break it to you but someone has to go. Maybe not you but someone. They’re stranded at the coast because Sigewinne cannot pick up an unconscious Charlotte. 😅 and I think Sigewinne is exhausted as well but is focusing on remaining composed and calm.

🍃

“…”

“I…I’m going.”

[earthssprout]

🌼🐌 PSA. I do hope every mutual on here knows that they’re free to delete / drop whatever they’d like to, whenever they'd like to ! as I’ve also stated in the pinned post, THIS IS A CASUAL WRITING SPACE, & there is a difference between ‘ ignoring ‘ your writing partners & responding to what inspires you most 🌷 therefore, if I’ve sent something, or if IIII’ve … 🤔 requested a certain muse on a starter call, & the interaction idea doesn’t inspire you, please don’t force yourself to respond to it / write something up for it !🍃 stuff like that can zap motivation faster than anything else, & I'd really hate to encourage a practice like that in the rpc 🥺

this is another reason why I encourage ooc chatting so much & try to sound as friendly as I can, so people—hopefully !—feel comfortable approaching me / when I approach them ! 🥺🌷🌿 chatting can help us explore a dynamic between our muses that is actually inspiring for the both of us, & in turn makes the interaction much more exciting & meaningful ! ( ofc, this is not to say that winging it can't have the same effect, or that I'm unwilling to ' wing it ', or that we have to become friends / chat a whole bunch to enjoy writing together🌼but in my experience, Ari has developed much stronger bonds with muses of muns that I've become friends with / I feel comfortable approaching with ideas, esp when I may get some from them in return 😊 showing that kind of interest it so special, & I really think there are precious few things that feel just as wonderful ... 🥺 )

additionally—because it seems relevant to mention here—I hope no one ever feels obligated / pressured to explore only adoption plots with Ari 🥺🙏 I warmly welcome most kinds of platonic relationships ! from acquaintances to friendships to familial bonds … the possibilities are truly endless 🥺🌿🌷🍃

[banesberry-anomoly]

Hi Carrion I see tou in our notes hows it going are you enjoying yourself 8⁰3 /vvvsilly

[eunciia]

🧛‍♂️ go to a costume party? [Niko/Maudie]

prompted┊@aeipathcy

Maudie was ecstatic that she'd talked Niko into going to the costume party she had talked Xan into letting her throw. To be fair, though, Xan would pretty much let her do anything as long as it didn't put them in harms way. He'd even invited a few of his own friends and took it upon himself to set snacks out for the night. She remembered looking through costumes with him last year, but this year she'd taken it upon herself to pick out a costume for him and not let him know what it was until the night of. She had looked for weeks on a cute matching outfit they could wear together, something that wouldn't indicate they were a couple, but merely good friends.

Time was ticking by, Maudie had changed into her little black dress and shear tights. She put on a cat ear headband and put the finishing touches on her make up, drawing cat whiskers on her cheeks with eye liner. She couldn't wait to show Niko his costume, a dalmatian jumpsuit with ears on the hood and a tail following behind. She wasn't 100% sure that he'd wear it, thinking that he'd even bring a back up costume with him depending just how much he actually trusted her. She'd also gotten herself a dog jumpsuit just in case he didn't want to wear it in his lonesome, but she'd only bring it up if he had an issue with the costume to begin with.

Now that she was all set, she walked out into the living room, rather than fussing with her appearance in the mirror. She walked around making sure everything looked nice, and that her brother didn't leave any of his spare socks on the living room floor as he liked to do. She checked in with Xan, who was wearing the standard witch costume trying to be funny or metaphoric. She looked up when the door bell rang, Xan opening their home to a few of his friends to begin with. Shortly after, her own friends started to flood in. She was having a great time, though her eyes stayed glued to the door waiting for Niko to show up, hoping that he hadn't forgotten or decided not to come.

[redlineoffate]

@verratensduo [x]

Hanji enjoyed the way he stroked her fur, ruffling it and making it a mess. Eren will comb it someday later, so why bother? Hanji wondered what she wanted. Play? Go home?

"Let's go home! I'm hungry!"

[earthbinder]

very touching, i think, that blizzard is finally acknowledging (granted, in the barest barely scraping the top of the iceberg way possible) how much culture the orcs actually lost in the move from Draenor to Azeroth. but i do think the genuineness of all that is lost when Aggra is the one giving the bulk of the speech and not Thrall.

not that i necessarily want to discredit her. i appreciate the included detail of her becoming Farseer because as much as i dislike her ive always felt her greatest flaw was that she HAD no character outside of Thrall. I appreciate the ... attempt? at personal growth made on her behalf in that she is so open to the idea of new traditions (except she still calls him Go'el so idk what to make of that LOL)

but Thrall has been the head of the orc's cultural rebirth for almost his entire adult life. This is something that he should have spoken at the forefront of. His entire existence has been overshadowed by the culture that both he and his entire generation were robbed of. Regardless of whether or not Aggra deserved the opportunity (frankly I would argue that she doesn't based on the way she treated Thrall) it just. should have been him.

Aggra has been Thrall's mouthpiece basically since Cata. she is ALWAYS speaking for him. I kind of hoped this would be a rare exception.

[pensarecool2]

Fakeclaimers are so funny. Bro get a life that doesn’t involve harassing people online. You have no way of telling who is or isn’t faking based on the snippets of their lives you see online. If someone is spreading misinformation, point it out. Don’t fakeclaim them. Even if they are faking, who cares? As long as they aren’t actively causing harm, who gives a shit? Its some rando online. You don’t know 100% they are faking and you is it really worth the risk to harass someone who is potentially already suffering? And for what?

[squidcourse]

Why are some endos so desperate to be seen as victims that they try and point fingers at disordered trauma victims and act like we're the bad guys? So often, endos will complain about people with complex dissociative disorders being negative and shit, and just feed into incredibly ableist stereotypes. It's so absurd. The whole concept of syscourse is so absurd. It's basically this weird game of trauma survivors vs people who think dissociating really bad is fun and shouldn't be treated as a bad thing cause look how fun it seems why would those pesky child abuse victims think this sucks when its so much fun to make characters in your head??? Its like genders 🤪 clearly child abuse isn't serious and you should be happy about fucking trauma symptoms. I'm so sick of it all. If fucking """non-disordered systems""" just never tried to insert themselves into this community and never tried to push this idea of having severe fucking dissociative symptoms without any trauma then there would be a lot less drama and bullshit.

[ptrichrr]

A little something for tomorrow! Like this for me to go through your memes and send in a thing or two!